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🕑 Added 2024-07-27 04:00:02 +0000 UTC“Look at her,” Eve said.
“Must have been a wonderful anniversary last night,” Jen said.
“Oh, both of you stop,” Madelyn said, sitting next to Eve at the cafeteria dining table. She picked up the mug on her tray and sipped her tea.
“Well, how was your evening?”
“Mark took me out to Rochelle’s.”
“Rochelle’s? Fancy.”
“Easy. You can go to Rochelle’s any time you want.”
“He called ahead for the chef’s table in the kitchen.”
“Fuck. Okay, slightly more effort than ‘easy’. But very pricey. Maybe, he likes you,” Jen said.
“Stop that.”
“Ten years, right? What did you get him?” Eve said.
“Yes, ten years. Funny thing about that. Neither of us brought our gifts to the restaurant. The chef’s table is a booth that holds four people. There’s a chair that the chef brings to the end of the table to sit in and removes when he’s done. He introduces himself and he tells us what the menu will be. And then he asked if we’d be exchanging gifts as he knew it was our anniversary.
“We looked at one another and both laughed. Mark says his gift was of an awkward size to bring here and I said Mark would have a heart attack if he opened his gift in a hot, humid kitchen.”
“What was it?”
“I got Mark three very rare and old books. Never bring an old book into a kitchen.”
“I’ve seen Mark’s book collection,” Eve said. “It’s the real deal.”
“Exactly.”
“Okay, so what was too awkward to bring with him?”
“I’ll get to that. After dinner, we head back home. I unlocked the door and as soon as the door opens, Mark sweeps me into his arms and, well, we spent a couple hours in bed.”
“Go, Mark!” Jen said.
“No wonder you’re still smiling,” Eve said.
“We were laying in bed. I expected to fall asleep with my head on his shoulder when he says, ‘Do you want to know what I got you?’
“I’d forgotten all about the gifts. We got out of bed and I notice a wrapped box sitting in the corner of the room. Bow and everything. ‘Is that mine?’ I said.
“He says I should give him his gift first because of how I’ll react to his gift.”
“That’s odd.”
“It was odd. But he wouldn’t budge and wouldn’t let me near the box. I relented and got him his gift. He almost cried when he saw the books. He said he’d been looking for one of them for years. I allowed him to give me a kiss before demanding to open my gift.”
“That was kind of you.”
“I removing the wrapping paper and it’s just a plain cardboard box that’s obviously been opened before. In fact, it was topside down on the floor. I moved the box aside and there is was.”
“Look at her face.”
“What was it?”
“It was a mannequinizer platform, a Mannequin Disk 2.”
“What?” Eve said.
“Yeah, what?”
“Wait,” Eve said. “That thing you told me about.”
Madelyn nodded.
“What?” Jen said.
“Let me,” Eve said. “Our head of accounting here has a secret desire. Can I call it a fetish?”
“I prefer kink, I think,” Madelyn said with a giggle.
“A secret kink to be rendered into an immobile object, such as a mannequin.”
“Like, a mannequin mannequin?”
“Exactly,” Madelyn said.
“And this really expensive device she received can transform her into one and presumably back to normal.”
“Something like that exists? How is that possible?” Jen said.
“It’s a very expensive device,” Madelyn said.
“What does Mark do for a living? Because very expensive and head of accounting don’t really go together?”
“Mark is the third partner at a high end law firm,” Eve said.
“Second partner. Old man Petrie retired last year. Mark and Edward bought him out. They’ll drop his name from the firm in a few years.”
“Back to the important stuff. You used it?” Eve said.
“I did. Mark dragged me into the shower and we washed one another and then he had me get on the platform nude and pose like a mannequin. Oh, it was wonderful.”
“How did it feel?”
“First, it gripped me like a vice. I couldn’t even blink. Then, my skin tingled and it felt like the tingle seeped into my skin. That was like a two-hour deep tissue massage in a five seconds. I was instantly relaxed.
“Mark fiddled with the controls and then kissed me good night.”
“No pics?”
“Oh, there are pics,” Madelyn said, getting her phone out. “He left me there overnight and in the morning. The morning was the best part. He dressed me.”
“Dressed you?”
She stood up and handed her phone to Eve. She did a little spin and sat down. “Everything you see on me right now, he put on the mannequin. Even my necklace.”
Eve looked at the phone. It was a pic of a mannequin resembling Madelyn wearing the clothes she had on now. She handed the phone to Jen.
Jen handed the phone back to Maddy. “I have so many questions. But, I’ve got to go get something from my car before lunch ends. I’ll see you Monday.”
“Okay.”
“Have a good weekend,” Madelyn said.
“Speaking of which, what will you be doing over the weekend?” Eve said.
Madelyn’s smiling face smiled a little more.
* * *
“I thought she was all smiles on Friday,” Eve said.
“Oh, stop.”
“Were you alive at all this weekend?” Jen said.
“For the most part, no.”
“I’ve got to know. What is it about being a mannequin that you like so much?”
“It’s serene. And when Mark is taking clothes off me or putting clothes on me it is so sexy. It’s like foreplay for mannequins and it revs me up like that.
“Friday night, I got home before him and I immediately went to the bedroom. I laid out two different outfits and zapped myself.”
“What kind of outfits?”
“One was normal pajamas and one was a complete lace lingerie set in red: half corset, garter, stockings, panties, gloves.
“When Mark came into the bedroom he looked at the two outfits and said, ‘Someone forgot we’re going to the Mayor’s party tonight.”
“The Mayor’s Annual Charity Ball? Fancy.”
“I had forgotten. He dressed me in the beautiful green gown I had bought for Friday’s party, including nude panty hose and ended the transformation. As soon as I could I grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him. He just says, ‘We’re late.’
“I said, ‘I’m so horny. And someone didn’t put panties on the mannequin.’
“He laughed, ‘You noticed?’
“I wanted to kill him. I quickly did my makeup and put on underwear. The party was the usual crowd and I was horny the entire time I was there. Mark knew. We danced and he’s squeezing my ass on the dance floor.”
“Did it pay off for him?”
“Yes.”
“Yes? Yes, what? Details.” Jen said.
“When we got home I ripped his clothes off and may have smeared my lipstick where no one would see it on Mark.”
“Everyone in accounting asks us why we eat lunch with their frigid boss. If only they knew.”
“They will remain ignorant if you know what’s good for you.”
“My lips, unlike yours, are sealed,” Eve said.
Jen and Eve laughed.
“Fair.” Maddy joined in on the laugh. “We did fall asleep in bed. Saturday morning I got on the platform before Mark woke and after using the bathroom. When he woke, he dressed me in the lingerie set from the night before.”
“Oo, nice.”
“You would think. Then he disappeared into the walk-in closet and came out wearing one of his golf outfits. Before he leaves he says, ’I have an eleven o’clock tee time with Deputy Mayor Singh. Enjoy your day.’”
“It’s your own fault for being a mannequin before knowing his plans,” Eve said.
“I suspect this was, like, the best part for Maddy,” Jen said. “He treated her like a mannequin.”
“Someone gets it.”
“Don’t you have enough guys who objectify you in normal life? Why would you want Mark to treat you like an object?”
“Being objectified sucks usually because some asshole is reducing you to a pair of tits or a nice piece of ass. Or sometimes something worse. Deciding to be an object and having the love of your life respect that choice and ‘play along’ with it… that’s indescribable. They sounds the same, objectification versus being an object. They aren’t the same.”
“I have a one o’clock,” Jen said. “I’ve got to jot some notes down before it. See you later, Ladies.” She left.
“Don’t expect me to understand,” Eve said. “You’ve been trying to explain it to me for years. I’m just happy you’re happy.”
“I don’t need anything more from a friend.”
* * *
Friday evening, Madelyn got on the elevator. Except for Jen, it was empty. “Glad this day is over.”
“Me, too,” Jen said. “Can I ask you something?”
“Isn’t your floor below mine?”
“Yes.”
“So why were you in the elevator?”
“I hit the up button by mistake.”
“Oh. Of course.”
The doors opened onto the underground parking level.
“Don’t you take the bus to work?” Maddy said.
“Yes. I was wondering if perhaps it might be possible to… um…”
Maddy hit the door locks button on her key fob and the lights on her car flashed and the horn tooted.
“Possible to what?”
“To invite myself to your home and… um… give your… your mannequinizer a try.”
“You want to be turned into a mannequin.”
Jen just nodded, afraid to speak.
“I don’t see why not. But how will you get home?”
“I brought a change of clothes so if I could spend the night… I know it’s a big imposition but ever since you said the device exists I’ve been… um…”
“Get in the car,” Maddy said with a laugh. She watched as Jen got in the car giddy as a school girl. She got in and drove out of the parking level. “You have it bad. Don’t you, Jen?”
“What?”
“Have you been dreaming about being a mannequin since last week?”
“I have. Since before that. Although, in my dreams, I’m turned into a… a sex doll.”
“A sex doll?”
“Yeah, the guy just puts me in bed and uses me and then during the night I roll off the bed and just lay face down on floor for a few days before he cleans me up and puts me in the closet for an unknown stretch of time. Then he takes me out and the cycle repeats.”
“You have it worse than I thought.”
“I thought I was the only one who had these kinds of ideas before I found stories on the Internet in college.”
“These thoughts are older than college?”
“Younger me wanted to be a mannequin. It was later that the idea... matured.”
Jen tried to change the subject to something work related but Maddy said, “Before you change the subject, have you been leaving lunch early to do something perhaps in the bathroom?”
It was quiet until Jen said, “I am so glad you can’t see how beet red my face must be.”
* * *
Mark wasn’t home when they arrived. Maddy told Jen to put her stuff in the guest room and then took her into the master bedroom. She spent a few moments explaining the operation of the platform. She ended, saying, “Do you want to go for broke?”
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t turn you into a sex doll. But, we can get close.”
“How?”
Madelyn opened a drawer on a bedside table and pulled out a box. “I’ve been meaning to try this but having you do a test run can’t hurt. For our fifth wedding anniversary, Mark had a phallic dildo made based on a mold of his thing.”
“I thought sixth anniversary was dick, not fifth.”
“He kind of regretted it for a while until he caught me using it a few months later. Anyway, suppose the dildo was in your mouth when we transform you and I removed it afterward.”
“Would I be posed kneeling perhaps?”
“Up to you.”
“I should get undressed first.”
“You don’t want me to undress you.”
“I would if I were a mannequin. But mannequins don’t pose like I’m going to.”
“I suppose they don’t.”
Jen removed her clothes and knelt down on the platform. “Don’t zap me until the balls on the dildo are flush against my chin.”
“Can you take it? Mark isn’t short,” Maddy said holding up the dildo.
“Wow. He is big. I only have to hold it in place for a few seconds, right?”
“True.”
It took Jen a few moments to relax her throat sufficiently to take the whole dildo in. She waved her hand and then put both arms behind her back, clasping her wrists, just as Madelyn activated the machine.
“I’ve never seen the transformation from this side. You’re entire body was suffused with light which quickly faded until there were just motes of light dancing across your skin. That probably coincides with the tingling feeling.” She removed the dildo from the mannequin’s mouth.
She brushed her hands against her chest to confirm that her nipples were hard. She had just turned her friend into a fuck toy for her husband.
She kicked off her heels and got into bed in full view of the mannequin. After stroking her clitoris, she pushed the saliva lubricated dildo inside her ready hole. She was about to cum when Mark entered the room. She was past the point of no return and just continued her assault on herself and soon she was riding the pleasure wave downward.
“I guess I’m late,” Mark said. He crawled into bed next to her. He had changed out of his work clothes and was just wearing a pair of boxers. “You haven’t used my second dick in a while, that I’m aware of.”
“What? I told you when you gave it to me I wouldn’t need it if you remained the wonderful and attentive man who married me.” She said and they kissed. His kiss didn’t stop when his lips left hers. He continued to kiss her down her neck and chest to her breast.
“Who are… we giving… this show… to?” He said between kisses.
She moaned as she said, “...ohh-nnifer. I mean Jennifer.”
“Did you... convince... her to do... this... or was it... her... idea?” He continued down her stomach.
“She asked. Hmmmmmmm. She told me about a fantasy…. Oh, again… A fantasy about being a sex doll.”
“Her mouth… did seem… deep.”
“You looked… oh! God!!... Into her mouth?”
“You were… busy.” He was no longer technically kissing her, using his mouth to pleasure her clitoris.
“Don’t stop.” She grabbed hold of his head and held him between her legs until she came a second time that evening. She was catching her breath and didn’t realize Mark was moving until she felt his tip pushing into her fully-foreplayed opening. He slid in easily.
“More?”
“I haven’t cum yet.” He grabbed hold of her legs and pushed her knees down to the bed.
“Oh!!” She moaned. “You are so... fucking deep.”
Maddy’s brain checked out for a while. She heard him saying he was close. And she may have nodded in reaction to that statement. She wasn’t sure. She was staring at the ceiling acutely aware of his cum slowly dripping out of her vagina. She moved her arm and found him laying beside her.
“Are you back?” he said.
“Maybe.”
“If I had known we could be having sex like this, I’d have suggested getting someone to watch myself.”
“Oh, god, Jen saw all that?”
“She did.”
“Good. Sometimes she and Eve don’t believe me when I say we have a healthy sex life.”
After a moment, Mark said, “Is it your intention that I fuck your friend’s mouth?”
“No, it was my intention for you to fuck that mannequin’s mouth.”
“That difference really only matters to you.”
“It matters to her, too. She’s got it worse than me. When I told her about our exploits with the machine at lunch, she would excuse herself to Jill off in the bathroom afterward.”
“You told your friends about being a mannequin?”
She just pointed at the kneeling figure in the corner of the room.
“Of course. I mean you described it to the point that they realize you get off on it.”
“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?”
“Aside from having observed Edward’s foot fetish, I can’t say I know anything about what turns on my friends.”
“And they don’t know what you like?”
“Nope.”
“That’s a shame. Men should be more open.”
“I really don’t want to find out a friend of mine favors getting pegged by his wife with a strap on over other options.”
“That was intriguingly specific. Which one do you suspect?”
“Gerald.”
She laughed.
“What?”
“Paula owns a strap on.”
“No way.”
“According to Paula, not only is Gerald one hundred percent submissive. He had a dungeon built into their home just for her to torture him.”
“I don’t need to know that.”
“Leather catsuits, bondage installations, leather masks…”
“Stop.”
She laughed again.
“All I needed for you was enough connections to purchase a nanite prototype device.”
“Easier to clean than a leather catsuit.”
They lay there quietly, his fingers twirled in her hair.
“I’m in no condition to christen your friend’s mouth. When was she planning to leave?”
“She brought a change of clothes… Oh, my. I just realized.”
“What?”
“She was in the elevator when I got on this evening. But her floor is below mine. She was hoping she would ‘just happen to run into me’ and ask if she could use the platform.”
“I’m not following.”
“The last few nights when I would leave work she would be in the elevator when I got on. But until today, we were never the only two people on the elevator. She’s been trying to get me alone to ask if she could come here for the last three days.”
“She really does have it bad.” Mark said. “How would she feel if we kept her trapped like that all-ll-ll weekend?” Mark was looking Maddy directly in the eyes as he said this. He put the back of his hand against her cheek. “You are so flushed. Is the idea of keeping Jennifer as a mannequin all weekend revving you up?”
“I still can’t wait to see you fuck that mouth.”
“Maybe I should put her on the bed and put you on the Mannequin Disk. You can watch me do her just like she watched me do you.”
“Oh, god. Okay. Do it.” She jumped out of bed and moved Jen off the platform. She set the controls and got on. “I’ll be looking at the bed.”
“Okay.”
Her skin lit up. There was an audible thrum. Motes of light disappeared into her plastic surface. Silence.
He picked up Jennifer and put her mouth up against Maddy’s body. “As I said, Maddy, I’m too tired to properly make use of Jennifer’s mouth. I’m going to go to sleep. Good night, Maddy. Jennifer, I hope you’re enjoying your stay. Good night.”
He left the room to eat something light for dinner. When he returned to the bedroom, the two mannequins had not moved, of course. He made it obvious he was ignoring them as he got ready for bed.
* * *
In the morning, he turned the standing mannequin a bit to the right and put the other one in its line of sight. He stood in front of the kneeling mannequin and rubbed some liquid lube on his already firm dick. Slowly he pushed into its mouth. A perfect fit.
Twenty minutes later he had the kneeling mannequin’s head in the bathroom where he thoroughly washed its mouth out with soap and water. He put the head back on the mannequin. He moved the kneeling mannequin through a doorway and dumped it in a heap in the far corner of the walk-in closet. He got dressed. He grabbed clothes for Maddy and left the dark closet.
After dressing Maddy, he activated the platform and, soon, she was human once more. “What’d you do with Jen?”
“I dumped her in a heap on the closet floor. You said it was part of her fantasy.”
“Oh, god. She must be in heaven. Why am I dressed?”
“We have a lunch date today.”
“We do?”
“With Paula and Gerald. I’m going to be wondering how long the strap on is the whole time I’m there.”
“Sorry.”
* * *
“You’re slipping, Maddy. Jen’s smile is far more ear-to-ear than yours. What did you do this weekend, Jen?” Eve said.
She looked at Maddy. “Absolutely nothing.”
“I’d say that’s accurate.”
“You know what Jen did this weekend?”
“She did come to my house Friday night.”
“She did?”
“I had been… curious about her transformation toy.”
“You had Maddy turn you into a mannequin.”
“Basically.”
“What does ‘basically’ mean?”
Maddy went into heavy detail about what she did to Jennifer on Friday night.
Jen went into detail about what she saw Madelyn and then Madelyn and Mark do in bed Friday night.
Maddy then described what happened to Jen Saturday morning.
“He left you slumped over on your head and shoulders on the floor of a walk in closet. Then he turned the lights out and left you there?”
“He got dressed first. And grabbed some clothes for Maddy. They were nice clothes. What did you do after that?”
“We had a lunch date with one of Mark’s associates. We ended up staying at the country club most of the afternoon. Then Mark took me to dinner and we made out in front of the television before he went to bed and I went all stiff.”
“Oh, that must be when he did my mouth the second time. It was definitely dark out at the time.”
“He did you a second time?” Maddy said. “That sneaky devil.”
“I didn’t ask him.”
“Oh, no worries. I’m not mad. I’m glad you got to experience it twice.”
“It wasn’t enough.”
“What?” Eve said.
“It was everything I’ve dreamed about since puberty.”
“Is that why you’re single?”
“Could be. I’ve just never really connected with a guy. Or a woman. I spent like nine months seeing if I were a lesbian. Nope. My excitement about men isn’t much better. Sometimes I think I’m asexual as a person and bisexual as an object.”
“I don’t get it.” Eve said.
“I could never test this out before this weekend. I mean I’ve had sex with men and women and while it felt nice it didn’t really do much for me. I’ve seen how people react in pornos and I thought that was just overacting until I witnessed what Maddy experienced with Mark. It never did that for me. When Mark’s cock was in my non-living hole I was so turned on. I wanted him to fuck it for hours. When he left my mouth pressed up against your mannequin body. I was so turned on.
“Like Maddy described being turned on when someone you love treats you like an object, I feel like that only when I’m treated like an object. When Mark dumped me in the closet, I might have orgasmed. I’ve never orgasmed so I have nothing to compare it to.”
The conversation paused naturally.
Maddy said, “Did you do anything interesting this weekend, Eve?”
* * *
The mannequin sat on the sofa, its mouth was opened, molded in the photo negative shape of Mark’s cock. A similar opening in the mannequin’s crotch had been made from a second dildo taken from a mold of Mark’s cock. Madelyn sat next to the mannequin. She was fingering the lower hole as they watched television.
Mark entered the room. He had just gotten home from visiting a friend. “Happy Anniversary, Jennifer.”
“What?” Madelyn said.
“It’s been six months since Jen moved in.”
“It’s been that long?”
“You’re the one who’s been driving her back and forth to work the last six months.”
“Time flies. You got up early for a Saturday morning. Where did you go?”
“I got a call a few days ago from the guy who set me up with the mannequinizer.”
“What did he want?”
“To check in and to tell me he had something for me.”
“Oo, what?”
“I told him about Jennifer shortly after she moved in. He said he might be able to help her out.”
“Help her out? She spends all her time with us. She ended the lease on her apartment a few months ago.”
“As a mannequin.” He held up a USB stick. “He told me to plug this into the expansion port of the platform. It will add… options.”
Maddy stood up, reaching for the stick. “What kinds of options?”
He yanked it away just as she snatched at it. “C’mon.”
She was in the room, naked, and standing on the platform as he carried Jennifer into the bedroom. “Get down from there. I can’t upgrade it with you on it.”
“Aw.”
He bent down and plugged the stick in. He hit the activation switch. And the normally blue light that would come on to indicate normal activation was red and flashing. It flashed for several minutes before going dark again.
Mark grabbed Maddy’s hand to stop her from getting on the platform. “Jennifer first.” He put the mannequin on the platform. He pressed and held the activation button. The light flashed blue. Then after a few seconds, the flashing color changed to a light green. He let go of the button and the light remained green.
Light flashed all over the mannequin’s surface before becoming pale motes of light that disappeared into its surface.
It was no longer a mannequin. And it wasn’t human. The inverse phallic hole the mannequin had was replaced by a normal looking closed mouth.
He reached out and squeezed the doll’s breasts. They were firm, but soft and they returned to their original shape when he let go.
“She’s a doll?” Maddy said.
“A sex doll. Anatomically correct. You can open and closed the mouth.” He demonstrated.
“You turned Jennifer into a sex doll?”
“Yes.”
“And not me?”
“You want to be a sex doll.”
She picked up the doll and set it down not far from the machine.
“What do I do?”
“If you hold down the activation button for three seconds, instead of performing the transformation, it will flash blue or green. Blue sets the disk to the mannequin transformation mode. Green is the doll transformation mode. Since it just did a doll transformation, it will do that again if you just tap the button.”
She tapped the activation button and posed like a doll. The lights flashed over her skin turning into faint motes that seemed to burrow down inside her.
He put both dolls on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He squeeze both doll’s boobs several times and rubbed the entry to their lower holes for a moment. Then he stopped and got up. “I’ve been out all morning. I’m going to grab a bite to eat. Maybe watch some baseball.” He left the room.
Though thoroughly revved up, neither doll cared. He’d be back and they’d get their fun before Monday. Maddy could just imagine them telling Eve about their weekend. Jen wondered when she should quit her job.
Comments
Magicshoppe
Well, this one was written when I was in my 40s. I've matured since then. :)
Steve
Wow, such a simple premise, but all the details around it and the ladies' fantasies really makes it hot. And just the perfect amount of tease at the end.
David Fenger
See? No need for millions of options. Two is plenty... This was a lot of fun, and I do so like seeing people discover their fantasy can be very real... and then realize they just want to dive in deeper.
